Cute Shirts and Dr. Calla

This is the beginning of the meltdown that cuppycake experienced last week. I just love this shirt. Katie is almost two. Molly got it for a third birthday present - shown below with the tags still on it.

Isn't amazing how much the two of them look a like? Isn't also amazing how clean and new my sofa looks here.

My Uncle David was in town a few years back (like 4) and Calla was hamming it up as usual to win his affections. She'll kill me when she finds I've posted this, so it's been nice knowing you. I doubt she'll ever become a doctor. She leans more toward the talents of flipping quarters off her elbow like our friend Paul.

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This day has grabbed me and dragged me along. I had a nice break this morning before work grabbing breakfast with Jeff. I'm now waiting for Molly to get off the bus so that I can pick Calla up from art lessons so that I can take them to dance lessons so that I can come home and make dinner so that I can wash dishes. Yay! Dishes.

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Annie~I'll post your hand tomorrow if I can.

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Embarrassment is the Best Medicine

I don't pride myself on being a mean mom. But you have to get these kids to do the right thing some how. So here it is: I told them that if they kept shoving stuff behind the couch I was going to stop being embarrassed by it and expose their behavior to the world. At the time I didn't have this blog. My plan was to mass produce my propaganda and have them distributed by airplane over the central Indiana area (I guess that's not the whole world, but it is the world as it pertains to them). However, after checking into everything, to hire a maid would be more cost effective. But NOW I have a tool in which I can carry out my evil plot. If you see my kids make sure you stop them and let them know how gross it is to have moldy bread and orange peals behind your couch. I also found a love letter to a boy at church that Calla was composing. She doesn't know I have it. You wanna know who it's to? All in good time, people, all in good time. MUUWAHAHA.